mummy's kopi

It is so bland,

it's the best taste in the world.


ting: mummy, bang wo chong kafei.
mummy: huh! zhe me zao he kafei?
ting: yao bu ran wan shang he meh?!
mummy: hur hur...

I simply adore that woman.

Left for school at 7:30am.

perfect concoction

A sister and a glass of white wine.

Beautiful

If I was beautiful like you
All the things I would do
Those not so blessed
Would be crying out murder
And I'd just laugh
And get away with it too
Like you do

If I was beautiful like you
I would never be at fault
I would walk in the rain
Between the raindrops
Bringing traffic to a halt

But that can never be
That will never, never be
Coz I'm not beautiful like you
I'm beautiful like me

If I was beautiful like you
I'd be quick to assume
They'd do anything to please me
At night I see their reaction
When you walk into the room

But that can never be
That will never, never be
Coz I'm not beautiful like you
I'm beautiful like me
Beautiful
Beautiful like me
Like me
Like me

If I was beautiful like you
I'd have so many friends
Always fighting for my time
To be next in line
So if I hurt one
I wouldn't have to make amends

That can never be
That will never, never be
Coz I'm not beautiful like you
I'm not beautiful like you
I'm not beautiful like you
I'm beautiful like me
Beautiful like me
Beautiful like me
I'm beautiful like me
I'm beautiful like me

most selfish person on earth

Mother Theresa.

She gives up her everything.

And she gets true happiness in return.

nostalgia

I just returned from Heather's birthday party. It was really nice meeting up my looongest standing good friend and her parents and ah ma and ferguson and randell and her aunties and uncles. All of them are such fun. We came a long way and we often joke that our story can be filmed into an "idol drama". From enemies to the best of friends, fighting over boys and stupid things, and yet holding on to each other over difficult times especially during exams. It all seem like a difficult period to go thru but now to think of it, I would give anything to go back to those carefree days.

During the party, Heather was as usual being a bad host. haha...she put shuz and huixian and me at one table for like friggin long. hah...orh well, she was busy cuddling with 'nan peng you'. well, den we saw many pple from sec sch and jc. den we talked abt them and they talked to us. some of them are like us still schooling. but many others are working and we talked abt how their job is like. one is even happily married with a 3 month old baby. now we talk abt important things. it gives me goosebumps still when just a few years ago, we are jus behaving like childish kids discussing abt the lao kok form teacher. 'now, we talk abt important things.'

pple move on

and those were the days.

ark si mak yoyo

shoulder ache

the little voice

when he says you're not happy, i get incurable bouts of flu.
when he says you're tired, i just can't bring myself to do anything.
when he says you shoud be left alone, i snap at everybody.
when he says it's beyond yr capabilities, i ended up doing the job badly.
when he says you can do this, i really did it.

I think my mind has a life of his own. And he has settled comfortably in a little living room, randomly pulling at little strings to puppet me around.

staying up at 0530

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the 'high' of work

you need to feel impt. you need to feel like you are doing something productive. you want to make a difference. is this an innate feeling? or the product of society? is it not possible to feel good about yourself even if you are not doing much. is procrastinating such a waste of life?

in Vermont, i felt tt i was living out my life even tho i was doing nothing other den cleaning, waitressing, and more cleaning and even more staring at the trees. the pace of the environment makes me settle in comfortably.

back in Spore, i felt like i was wasting the oxygen in the precious Spore air whenever i feel like i'm not learning anything in school or doing some impt projects or assignments. and i struggle at the back of my mind, wanting to do nothing and be useless. now that the second half of the sem is here and i'm finally seeing what my initial procrastinating is doing to the amount of work i have now, i duno to feel 'high' or to lament at the deadlines chasing me.